Sally“Don’t you want to hold your baby?” the pack doctor asks Blair for the second time.“Uh, no?” Blair responds from her bed and laughs. “I mean, I’ve been pregnant for two months already. Can’t I get a freaking break?”The doctor looks stunned.Blair has just given birth to a beautiful daughter inside her own room. The whole childbirth took less than an hour with the pack doctor’s magic. Blair isn’t in any pain at all, which must be why the pack doctor is so surprised about her unwillingness to tend to her own baby.I’m not surprised. Not even a little bit. Blair never had a maternal aura about her, and I am aware that postpartum depression is a real issue for many women after childbirth. It can manifest as intense feelings of sadness, anxiety, and exhaustion that linger long after the baby is born.But this isn’t postpartum.Blair is just a diva who doesn’t have time for babies. She is already typing on her phone, probably planning on drinking now that she isn’t pregnant, while t
SallyTAP TAP TAP!I can’t help but sigh when I hear the tapping on my window. Ryan coming over whenever Ashton isn’t around has become a regular occurrence, and I don’t even need to turn around to know it’s him. For the past week, he has been persistently asking me to let him in, and of course, tonight, when the pack is out hunting the demon bear wreaking havoc, Ryan has decided to seize the opportunity.Gently, I lift Gwyneth from her crib and sigh. She giggles as Ryan taps on the window, and I give her a stern look. “Don’t encourage him,” I scold, “he may be your uncle, but believe me, inviting him in would not end well.”“It would be perfectly safe to let me inside!” Ryan argues. “Besides, there is a big demon bear out there, and if you let me inside, I could protect you!”I can’t help but snort at his statement. “Oh please, Ryan. Last time I checked, bears aren’t capable of opening doors. And as for protecting us...well, let’s just say we need protection from you.”He pouts, and
SallyI can feel Ryan’s body stiffen under my touch before he withdraws to stare down at me. His eyes look as confused as I feel. What are we doing?“I want you.”My knees turn weak, and I swear the floor dips beneath me, his confession taking up too much air. Ryan seems just as aghast by his words, his eyes going wide and his breathing turning fast. But he doesn’t try to take back his words. Instead, he takes a deep breath and says, “Tell me you don’t want me, too, and I will leave.”My mouth opens. I’m about to deny how wet I am for him, but the words never come. I stand there, staring up at him while keeping my hands on his right pectoral muscle. It’s the smallest of contact. And yet, it’s everything. His nipples are hard, and my breath hitches.Most of all, I want his shirt on the floor so I can lick his abs and bite his nipples. Shamelessly, I feel him up and see what he is hiding underneath his boxers.A quick glance up tells me Ryan would let me do whatever the heck I wanted wi
SallyI’m not an idiot—I know Ryan is only carrying me to my room to fuck me since he didn’t get to finish. So imagine my surprise when he gently places me on my bed and pulls my thick blanket over me....what the heck is he doing?I stare up at him and he gives me a smile. “I will go and fetch our clothes from the kitchen. Do you need anything?”“Umm...” I blink repeatedly, for a moment too shocked to even speak English. Eventually, I manage to stop staring at his gorgeous body and stammer, “W-water?”He chuckles. “Anything else?”My eyes widen. “Oh, yes! Could you bring the monitor from the nursery?”His brows rise, the smile on his lips morphing into a grin that somehow manages to look both endearing and devilish at the same time. “Sure thing, sweetheart,” he responds, his voice a low rumble that sends shivers down my spine. He turns to go but then glances back at me, his eyes twinkling with mischief. “Just to clarify, though, you’re asking for a baby monitor and not some kinky adu
RyanI’m in love with Sally Fletcher.My heart hasn’t stopped racing since I left her bed this morning. She was so cute when she nestled up to me like a little kitten searching for warmth. It was all purely sweet and innocent...until she groped my butt like the secret little pervert she is. Not that I mind. I honestly find her attraction to me adorable. There is just something about how she looks at my pectoral muscles that makes me smile.I stare up at the ceiling, smiling until the reality of the situation crashes over me. What am I doing thinking about a girl when I have so many plans I must set into motion? I still haven’t found my mother’s crypt. I’ve been slacking off, which is highly unlike me. I should be stalking Ashton right now, finding him alone in an alley, and threatening him to tell me where he buried my mother after piercing a magical dagger through her chest.My mother was one of the four original vampires. She led large armies back when the vampires reigned...until t
SallyWhat would Ashton say if he knew his evil brother was helping me with my shopping errands and holding his daughter in his arms?I silently push the empty stroller forward and glance up at Ryan. He feels so much taller than me now that I’m in flip-flops, and my heart races when I hear him talking to Gwyneth.“You want this elephant?” he asks her. When Gwyneth wrinkles her nose at the stuffed toy, he takes her to another shelf. “How about a wolf then? Would you like a stuffed animal that looks like a wolf?”Gwyneth laughs and Ryan kisses her forehead before picking down the toy. He is so gentle with her, something which hasn’t gone unnoticed. I swear every single lady in the store has stopped in their tracks more than once to check him out. I can’t say I blame them. My ovaries hurt from watching him with Gwyneth, tending to her like a perfect father figure. His smile, breaking now and then to reveal a dimple on his right cheek, only adds to his charm. He stows the stuffed wolf i
SallyWhen I come home with Gwyneth, Ashton is preparing dinner in the kitchen. It’s odd seeing him prepare food from scratch, but it’s not the strangest thing that has happened. Ever since Gwyneth was born, he has been trying to be more family-oriented.It’s actually admirable. I still hate what he forced me to do a year ago, but I like that he is trying to be the father Gwyneth deserves. Therefore, I will bottle up my resentment and encourage him to keep trying.“What’s for dinner?” I ask as I set down Gwyneth in the baby playground designed for werewolves. There are lots of toys she can chew on, and she immediately gets to work.“Pasta,” Ashton tosses me a look over his shoulder. “It will be just you and I. Blair is at a friend’s house.”I almost choke and wonder if I heard him correctly. “Y-you want me to eat by the table...with you?” It feels like it’s been years since Ashton treated me like an actual person, so color me surprised.“Yeah?” It almost looks like he is blushing, but
Sally“I’m going to get straight to the point, Sally,” Evelyn says and sets down her coffee cup on the table. “There will come a day when Ashton realizes that he is still in love with you, and eventually, he will leave Blair. For you.”Her words rattle me and awaken this sudden anger that I can’t quite explain. I guess it’s because I get the feeling Evelyn thinks this news will make me happy. But they don’t. Ashton threw me away as if I were nothing. He rejected me and got rid of our child, and for what? To be with a woman who neglects him and their child?“Why are you telling me this?” I ask her calmly, even though I’m far from calm on the inside.Evelyn widens her eyes to stare at me and had she not been wearing so much makeup, I would probably see her blushing. Her reaction baffles me. I’ve always liked Evelyn and considered her smart, so I find it so shocking that she doesn’t seem to understand my anger.“I...I don’t understand,” she says. “I thought this would make you happy?”“H